Intricate cracks in the facade
Dichotomous living
Balance between sin and grace,
I am unworthy but God makes me worthy,
So where does that leave me?
Fighting to be at peace within myself.
How can I hurdle this fray
When I am fearful of failure?
But God uses the broken.
Sometimes He puts a Goliath in our path
For our David to come out and battle.
God has taught me that my faith is stronger than I realized
But my human will is more fragile than I would like.
Jesus says that if I have the faith of a mustard seed,
I can move mountains.
What about the mountains of self doubt in me?
God whispers in my ear you are strong.
I know because I made you,
Shaped in My image and growing
More like Me day by day.
I have changed and yet,
I have never been more me.

